12:00 a.m.

Every morning when I wake up, I always remember your smile, and that big hug. Never did I forget to think how are you doing for the day, nor did I eat a spoon of hearty breakfast without thinking how well you must have eaten, too. But behind those simple things I just simply treasure every moment I think of you, because I could not imagine how I could ever live without thinking about you every single day, until our hair turns gray, mine only with several strands. And the ugly things about us will only become our laughing stock. From now on, I just want to be happy, with you. --RE

I cannot hide.

Your eyes

say it all.

You may not notice,

but they speak more than

what your lips tell me.

They launch unspoken

words that only my heart understands.

If only I could take those eyes home.

If only I could stand by you.

If only.

If only things were different.

I am last.

I'm going home without those eyes,

but I know they are watching me over,

until I see those eyes again,

even my heart shall remain unrequited.

Until your eyes and my heart meet

at the end of our roads.

There is no turning back now; I will see your eyes there.

And the smile that I long for the most.